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The Fix

And the tears that he cries
Could never darken or fill this vast ocean
And if he should sink the knife into his frail skin
The blood that spills would never dilute her

Take a pleasure bus to the coast of your mind
And picture these eternal waves
Sitting high upon a Catherine wheel
Let yourself at least fall once from grace

Ride the roller coaster that always spins
Fear not this curdling feeling
Sober yourself on ghosts of dead merry seamen

And at every port hang withered junks
In different stages of failing
So shy girl take a fix and you will know

And marbled waves
They kick up a sultry spray fragrance
Filling his head and his body
Like a pure smoke dream
And this stormy April day
Blows and forms the sand-dunes of his notions

He needs the grey turning blue red turning red
Tunnel of colours that kaleidoscope
By his treasured sea empire

And at every port hang withered junks
In different stages of failing
So shy girl take a fix and you will know

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from The Dwarf Inside (Naklada​:​1993), released January 25, 1993
David.J.Hull-vocal/guitar/tambourine/radio
Christian Betz-electric-guitar/production/bass
Rachel Clarke-violin
Cornelius Nieden-piano
Claude Toussaint-drums

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DavidJohnHull Germany

David started playing double bass in various folk, rock, and chanson bands in Berlin. In 1991, he turned to writing songs and has released roughly 17 albums to date. In 2017, the band Golden Dark was formed, and in 2018, the project Shapeless Man was initiated. In 2020, he began working on the radio play "The Pigeon House." In 2023, he started improvised voicing with various projects. ... more

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